<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:30:49.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ATC, the story(1 of the 3 fanfics made about atc)</title><subtitle type='html'>A simple story i made about a great game.
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for it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-8490269628638510977</id><published>2007-04-05T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T04:17:10.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Flames Of War-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-The Aeries , the frame that mark uses. It possessess a light sabre as a melee weapon, and two 50-caliber plasma hand guns for medium ranged combat. It is a light tactical unit, however, in times of great turmoil, Mark might unleash the dark power within him and transform the Aeries, giving it Dark powers-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-SPDA-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pilot of the Iblis stared out of the base, surveying the soon-to-be battleground. The enemies were strong and united, with high morale...This would be a hard battle. If they could link up with the Earth Alliance however..."No.." He muttered. "That would mean....Meeting up with him...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Earth Alliance-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hey Mark, cover my six, im gonna rush in and blast them from the middle!" Terry shouted over the intercom. "Alright, don't screw up though." Mark replied, sounding nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Aeries drew its plasma handguns and fired barrages of plasma at the Shevian ships. It didn't do much damage, but disruption was the aim. Meanwhile, the Testament used its sword to slash past ranks of enemies, stopping roughly in the middle, then, it raised its left arm. "Testament! Activate overdrive, 20%! Shock high-low!" Terry ordered. Two blast of unstable energy fired from the Testament's left palm, disabling the ships harrasing it. "Yes! Mission complete!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-SPDA-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mossad, take battalion 3, rush through the right. Kane, take battalions 1 and 2, and back him up if he runs into trouble. Iblis, take battalion four and cover my six. I'll take battalion 5 and cut through the middle. Alright?" Dwight ordered over the intercom. "YES SIR!" Came his reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Heh...so im stuck covering his ass....bleh..." Said the pilot of the Iblis. "Oh well...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The battle for the SPDA had been renewed. The stakes were high, for who knows wad demented plan Luzeal had in store for them...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-IPD-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Very well....I shall do as you've said...But, i hope you respect your end of the bargain..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-8490269628638510977?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/8490269628638510977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=8490269628638510977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/8490269628638510977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/8490269628638510977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2007/04/flames-of-war.html' title='-Flames Of War-'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-3224624705679034536</id><published>2007-03-28T05:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T05:44:31.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-New Enemies-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~The Cluster wars were over, Luzeal's Strike force had failed, but a new enemy had arisen, the dark allies that Luzeal had summoned, the true battle for power, would now begin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry fired a plasma beam at the cluster of enemies heading towards them, they had appeared out of no where, but there was no doubt in his mind that they were hostile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The small ships fired twin ion blasters on the two sides of the ship, this was clearly highly advanced technology, the redkites and zeids still in battle were slowly beaten back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Along side him, the Aeries had drawn its sabre and was slashing at the small ships surrounding it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry felt deja vu....He was sure he had seen enemies like this before....He just could'nt remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, one word flashed in his mind. &lt;em&gt;"shevians"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It all added up now, one shevian must have managed to survive, and reproduce...and somehow, gain the resources to build such an army, there could only be one way....Luzeal....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-SPDA-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dwight looked around the room. "Comrades" he said. "Our brothers in arms are out there fighting for their lives, for our cause, and we sit here in the comforts of this room. I say we fight, we fight with the powers we possess, we must strike back, and show them that the SPDA is not to be trifled with yet, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The generals in the room looked scandalised, yet, slowly, they began to see method in this madness, and one by one, they agreed. The dark look on Dwights face was replied by a small grin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-IPD-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luzeal spoke into the intercom, connected to the entire base "Brothers, our attack has failed, HOWEVER, our allies have come to aid us, now, i call for your alligiance once again, we shall focus our renewed attack on the Earth Alliance base, and send distraction teams to the SPDA, the main aim will be to take out the Testament, Luzeal, out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Earth Alliance main base-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry opened up the link to hq while out on the battlefield. "Patch me up with Uriel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uriels voice came from the link. "Yes Terry? whats going on?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry's reply came swift. "Its Shevians, i recognise these ships, the great war wipeout of shevians must have been a fluke, sombody let one go or something, and now they are back! We can hold them off for now, but im sure Luzeal's strike force will come soon, is it possible to call for reinforcements from the other bases?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uriel was in a daze. "S....Shevians? W..Well yes, the base in jupiter should be able to provide some reinforcements, but they will take 48 hours to arrive...can you hold them off that long?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry smirked. "Definately"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-3224624705679034536?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/3224624705679034536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=3224624705679034536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/3224624705679034536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/3224624705679034536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-enemies.html' title='-New Enemies-'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-6598526832780732659</id><published>2007-03-14T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:43:43.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluster Wars -Deception-</title><content type='html'>-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Iblis had interfered, the forces of all sides were not even, to some extent. with the Testament helping the Earth Allience, the Iblis more or less with the SPDA, and luzeal with his own dark powers, the war was only just beginning-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Earth Allience Base-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"General Uriel, i thought my halberd wiped them all out?" Terry blurted out "Why are we still under attack?" Uriel shook his head. "I have no idea....But, these enemies seem different, the insignias on their battleships arent that of the IPD, and their frames....The pilots seem more skilled....These arent members of the army...But..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Wait" Terry murmered. "What does their insignia look like?" Uriel put two fingers to his lips. "Hmm....Ever heard of lone wolf?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry stared, only one force had the insignia of the lone wolf. "L...Lone Wolf...? That means....&lt;em&gt;They&lt;/em&gt; are here...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uriel blinked. "Huh? Who?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"comon Mark" Terry said, ignoring Uriels question "You know what this means."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-SPDA Private quarters-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You....The pilot of the dark angel....The Iblis....Why do you wish to help us?" Dwight asked, the burly figure standing in front of him was rather imposing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I am here not because of you, your friends, or because saving the world gives me a warm fuzzy feeling, I just have to accomplish my duty, and to even the power of the powers. I am sure you know that the Testament is with the Earth Alliance?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dwight smirked "Of course we do, why do u think we rushed out projecyt Zeke" The figure laughed "HA! You think...Never mind, im sure they can fight to a draw...What you do NOT know is the powers and allies Luzeal has, right? hahahaha!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The smirk was wiped off Dwights face. "So...You know?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Allow me to explain....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-IPD, Luzeals office-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Well? Have the reinforcements come?" Luzeal questioned. "Y..Yes sir, but they came rather late, sad to say....The army at the Earth Allience base was wiped out before they arrived."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"nevermind the Earth Alliance, what is important is, have the forces reached the SPDA base?" Luzeal asked rather impatiently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yes sir, but....The Iblis aided the SPDA before they arrived. They do have the entire place surrounded though"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Incompetent fools...." Luzeal murmered....He wasnt happy, and it was showing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Earth Alliance Base-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Testament and the Aeries, Mark's special frame, boosted out of the hanger bays to join the battle, One that would take a long time before getting anywhere near the end.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-6598526832780732659?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/6598526832780732659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=6598526832780732659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/6598526832780732659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/6598526832780732659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2007/03/cluster-wars-deception.html' title='Cluster Wars -Deception-'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-3393264084566374428</id><published>2007-03-05T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T03:29:03.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluster Wars -Table Flipper-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Dwight had joined the battle to fight for the SDPA, he had finally agreed to pilot his frame once again.Hard for him to accept, but this battle would not be his last. Greater things lie ahead~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kane entered Earths orbit, he was not only 10 minutes flight from re-inforcing the base, hopefully he wasn't too late, yet.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Earth, SPDA base-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Whew....Alright, I think we've got at least half of them, pull back for today?" Mossad asked. "Hmm...."replied Dwight."Alright...I'm tired anyway....Oh yes, Mossad, send a message to the Earth Alliance, request a meeting with him...Uriel...." Dwight said darkly. "Yes Sir!" With that, Mossad boosted off. "I sure hope this doesn't turn out like a...total fiasco...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-10 clicks outside SPDA base 20 minutes later-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"General Dwight? Do we have permission to engage?" Kane asked. "Wha? Kane? Where are you?" Dwight asked, a shocked look on his face, they were quick. "10 clicks out of base sensors, the mission was a total success, but sir, do we have per-" Dwight cut in. "Yes, but only to cut a path back to base."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With that, Kane relayed orders to his small squad, and prayed for the would be victims of his blade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Earth Alliance base-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"General! We've received an alliance proposal from the SPDA. What shall our reply be?" A privet said, rushing into the board room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"WHAT? let me see that!" exclaimed Uriel,dashing into the communications ward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the main screen display, a large message was being displayed. It read "This is privet Mossad of the SPDA. General Dwight has requested a formal alliance between the EA and the SPDA until the threat the IPD possesses has been eliminated. Please be swift in your decision, we do not have much time left."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Send them a reply" Said Uriel. "Say....Yes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-The medical ward-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hey, I think I'm ok now...I must go fight" Said Terry. "No time for an old friend?" Mark whined. "Maybe, on the battlefield, comon, lets go!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-5 clicks from SPDA base-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"AHHHHH" Came a shout from 1 of the zieds in formation. "DAMNIT! Everybody hold the line! Keep charging!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kane was in a hopeless situation, it was 3 pilots versus half an army. There was totally no hope of success, until....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Need help?" Came a sinister voice. Kane looked up. Guess what, the Iblis was here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sure, if you are offering it" Replied Kane. "The situation doesnt give us many choices"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Oh yes it does." Said the voice."Iblis! Over-Drive 50%! Dark Shadow!" The Iblis raised its right arm, its sword arm. Retracting the sword to reveal a cannon, It fired a shot of pure dark energy onto the battlefield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kane and his pilots, protected by the dark shield of the Iblis, were unharmed, but the same could not be said for the forces they were fighting against.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mission Complete"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-3393264084566374428?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/3393264084566374428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=3393264084566374428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/3393264084566374428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/3393264084566374428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2007/03/cluster-wars-table-flipper.html' title='Cluster Wars -Table Flipper-'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-6903239140299324796</id><published>2007-03-01T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T02:53:12.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluster Wars -Death Calling-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-The success of the whole defence against luzeal and his rouge army now lay in the hands of three people. Terry, Kane, and the unknown pilot of the Dark Frame.....The Iblis-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kane looked around him. The moon base was a total mess, salvaging all the rubble would take months, maybe up to years in the current battle. But they had an aim, the blueprints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sir!" another private called out. "look there, that frame..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kane looked up, and stared, eyes wide open. The Iblis stood before him, like the god of death toying with its prey before the kill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"who are you?" kane asked, rather nervously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"That, is unimportant. What IS important is u take this, and head back to your headquarters before it gets blown to rubble...my friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Iblis handed kane's zied a memory chip, the blueprints. Kane asked no questions, he ordered his squad around, and immediately boosted back to base.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-on Earth-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Terry......Terry...." Terry could feel his head swirling around him, as the familier voice called out. "S...Shao?" Terry muttered. He saw the familier figure in front of him...looming further and further away. "SHAO!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He awoke with a start, it had been a dream....Terry found himself in the medical ward, alongside some other injured soldiers. He was seemingly unscathed though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"you're awake" Called a figure by the bed. "who are you?" Terry asked, the figure looked familier...but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Who am I? hahaha, you forget me too quickly my friend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;standing into the light, the figure turned out to be, guess who, Mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"whoa...m...Mark?? Arent you supposed to be on the border front?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"nah, i came back, so, hows it going? your last battle looked kinda rough" mark chuckled. "As it always is around here" Terry replied with a grin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-At the main SPDA base, Earth-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"GAHHHHH" Shouted another pilot, as his frame was blown to pieces. The battle was not going in The SPDA's favour, until now, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"alright guys, i dunno what you do in training, but if thats your standard, u should go kiss ass" Came a voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"who?" Asked mossad, a promising young pilot in the SPDA."Who? Me" The voice replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;out of the SPDA hangers flew a frame, the majesty of it was inexplicable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was fully grey, with blades attached to the back of its arms, much like a ninja, but from the thickness of the frame, you could tell it wasnt built for speed, it was built for power, why? There were four cannons attached to its back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alica's swarmed around the frame, drawing their swords. "is that all? EASY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The frame swirled around the battlefield, slicing the alica's into half, not a feat for biginners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I guess im not rusty at all!" the voice said from within the frame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"D....Dwight??" Mossad Said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"yeap! Dwight! Lets get this show on the road!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"hahaha.....i gave him the blueprints...but i suppose...he wont realise they need the core....the core in you...Iblis...I think...Its nearly time for me...to appear..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-6903239140299324796?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/6903239140299324796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=6903239140299324796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/6903239140299324796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/6903239140299324796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2007/03/cluster-wars-death-calling.html' title='Cluster Wars -Death Calling-'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-4775819299046584234</id><published>2007-02-16T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:53:18.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluster Wars -First Strike-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-The shevian inhibited general has sparked the war,The powers would get to clash at last,the mindflow hungers for a mind of its own, its wrath would NOT be turned away-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Damn it!" Terry muttered as the Testament took another hit. They had been fighting for hours, yet the enemy seemed to have no end to their re-inforcements. "There must be something....GOT IT!" Terry shouted, the lightbulb in his head lighting up. Maybe this battle was'nt hopeless after all.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Meanwhile, in high orbit of the moon-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"General! We've arrived!" Reported private Kane. "Good," Dwight replied "Get to work on the salvaging proccess, anything still usable, reclaim it, then....blow the place up and head back here, be quick, we wont last long without ur battalion" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"YES SIR!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Well...Thats one thing taken care o-" Dwight's mutterings were cut off as the base shook. "Geez...Do i really have to fight? I worked so hard just not to see the gore of battle...And yet....Is this what they call irony?" He lamented."Oh heck, I did swear to protect everybody i could...Everybody...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With that, the General headed for the fighter bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Back On Earth-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ready, FIRE!" Terry ordered. Instantly, A Cluster of cluster shells (thats awakward to write) flew towards high orbit. The result was a mass explosion in the atmosphere. "Great! Testament! Channel energy from that flame! All power to halberd!" The Testament Raised Its right arm, Its yamato cannon brimming with energy."well, lets end this, fire"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Stright beam of white destructive energy shot out of the cannon, sweeping accross the battlefield, it blew every enemy out of the sky. it would be sadistic to call the scene romantic, but that was what it was, with the broken pieces of metal and adamantium falling out of the sky, it was a eerie sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mission....Complete...." Terry managed to utter, as the Testament fell out of the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"No.....Your mission is not complete......but now you are weak.....and wait i shall...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-4775819299046584234?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/4775819299046584234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=4775819299046584234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/4775819299046584234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/4775819299046584234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2007/02/cluster-wars-first-strike.html' title='Cluster Wars -First Strike-'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-114741994244575613</id><published>2006-05-12T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:48:51.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluster wars-Mindflow-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-The Mindflow system.This system granted pilots the ability to control frames with their minds alone, thus generating unimaginable ammounts of power.However,it is possible for the Mindflow pulse to be reversed and kill the pilot instead.The system was lost in the third age of space and now....it has returned....-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok we have their plans...and they are a boozy, they were planning an assault on the collosus convoy.Now that we have their plans, we can prevent this, but will they continue with these plans?"Uriel said, looking around the boardroom."well?Should we employ extra defences?"&lt;br /&gt;All the generals broke into conversation,then,Terry spoke.&lt;br /&gt;"General.....would you believe me if i told u i knew what is going to happen?"Uriel stared at him."What do you mean?"Terry smirked."If i was'nt here, u guys would choose not to put defences, thinking that they would'nt attack, but they will.Besides, there is no need for u to put extra defences,I'll go, and that will do."&lt;br /&gt;Uriel laughed,it had been a long time since someone spoke to him like that."Very well, you go.If a single ship in the convoy is lost...."Terry responded with lightning speed"Yes Sir!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So....Iblis....You desire me to pilot you.....Why did'nt you say so earlier.....Activate boosters.....The collosus convoy....is as good as gone.....Brother...He will be there...Right....?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All forces of the IPD millitary, hear my command.The time for change has come and WE shall be the ones to bring it about.The Earth Alliance and the SPDA are unwilling to accept this change, so WE will make them accept it.Destroyer wings 1-5 target the SPDA,choose your own targets, just finish them off.Destroyer wings 6-10, target the Earth Alliance.Anza, over and out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Generals!We are getting a signal, there must be at least 50 of them, enemy frames and battleships are heading directly for earth!"Uriel froze,battleships with frame back up.....&lt;br /&gt;"Uriel?Uriel!.....All avalable forces meet the enemy pronto, there's no time to waste!"Terry shouted,running to the hanger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-meanwhile,in the SPDA Earth base-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Captain!There are signals, about 50 battleships and frames heading for the Earth Alliance base!And theres more, another 50 or so enemy signals comprising of forces similar to that heading for the Earth Alliance base heading for Venus."&lt;br /&gt;Dwight stared."W....What?Send all forces in this base to back up venus immediately!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Sir!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war had begun.The collosus convoy....what was it?And where did the IPD get the resources to begin this war.....Was the passage of time interfering again?Or was it just an upgraded mindflow system?The war....Begins.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-114741994244575613?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/114741994244575613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=114741994244575613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/114741994244575613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/114741994244575613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2006/05/cluster-wars-mindflow.html' title='Cluster wars-Mindflow-'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-114698710674569991</id><published>2006-05-07T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T00:31:46.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluster wars part 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-The cluster canon.A weapon with unlimited potential.1 shot would burn a huge chunk of diamond into 2.This was the canon that would be used in this war.And this would be the weapon that will kill....him....-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dwight walk along the circular corridors of the base.It had been long....a few days without news from a base is bad.Really bad."Heh...we can safely bet that their all dead....now what are we gonna do about the blueprints...we must get them back...but...."He thought....His mind was tired of all this thinking.Ever since he joined the military it had been fighting,fighting and more fighting.Nothing more.There was a better way out of this but there was no way the politicians would accept it.Expecially with the dictatorship in -His- hands....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was only 1 way to get the blueprints back."soldier, organise 5 pilots in zieds and send them to the moon base.Equip them with tri back boosters and PTLs, nothing more."Dwight ordered."Yes Sir!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Meanwhile,in the rebel base-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gah, damnit, these guys are though nuts to crack" Terry exclaimed."Testament, lets do this bro, Halberd!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Testament once again raised its yamato and aimed it point blank at 2 deffs.With a flash of light, both were gone."geez....i really wanna kow how they train these guys....Area clear sir! Moving in!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The rebels had been fast, but not fast enough.The two teams of attackers had already penetrated into the inner part of the base before the main combat frames were battle ready.Yet, they were too late.The Earth Allience had got what they wanted,the attack plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"All teams, pull out, we've got the data.5 gigases and 2 zieds cover out six.Retreat!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Thank you for rebuilding the iblis, old man.....Now, you die!"Gunshots would have been heard if anyone had been nearby, but no one was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Brother...its ready...the Iblis...the day of our revenge is near...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Earth Allience had the data, the rebels plans were foiled.The new Iblis was ready, and with it came the mindflow system....unknown to the pilot.....The cluster wars...were about to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-114698710674569991?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/114698710674569991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=114698710674569991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/114698710674569991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/114698710674569991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2006/05/cluster-wars-part-1.html' title='Cluster wars part 1.'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-114212461103509403</id><published>2006-03-11T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T16:50:11.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebels amass.</title><content type='html'>-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luzeal Azna. Age 30. Rose to general rank in year 2152.Founded IPD in year 2154. Raised in orphanage.Parents died when he was 4 years old. Now, with the shevian inside him, this figure of power shall spark the war.....the very essence of battle-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Brother....All is going as planned. The SPDA is in total chaos and....i have them, the blue prints for the Iblis. This time brother, the dark warrior will be involved. it will not be lopsided EVER AGAIN! I will avenge you brother....I WILL!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-several days earlier-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sir, the signal from the moon base is gone, it is being cut off by some exterior force....The rebels! Incoming transmission sir!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Put it through, we can't afford to lose those blueprints, they are to important." Said Dwight."Heh, so the dogs of the SPDA have some brains after all." A cold slimy voice said."Watch who you're calling dogs, scum. I'd take you on 1-1 if u have the guts. What have you done to the moon base!"Dwight replied."You will find out soon enough. ending transmission."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Transmission ended sir.Sending scouts to the moon base right now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Understood soldier, get back to your positions. I don't believe they would send a transmission just to call us dogs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Present day. Rebel base korhal 3rd sector-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ready guys? Lets do this."A dozen odd redkites started bombarding the main entrance with plasma cannons,causing no more then a few meager dents here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Alright, lets go." Another force, consisting of zieds and gigases, 15 of them, started to head into the base via an entrance blown open by cluster cannons. They had five minutes, five minutes until the enemies response took them all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Why did i ever volunteer for this." Terry complained as the Testament charged up its yamato canon." Oh well, ready partner? HALBERD!! The Testament raised its yamato and fired a stright beam of energy towards the main entrance.When the smoke cleard. all that stood there were a force of two dozen deffs, all combat ready."Lets do this! Testament,ENGAGE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The plans the Earth Allience had were put into action. The SPDA was slowly being beat. And the blueprints for a new Iblis were in the hands of a fifth party.The question is....who is this person to control forces strong enough to take down the SPDA base in mars high orbit. Who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-114212461103509403?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/114212461103509403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=114212461103509403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/114212461103509403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/114212461103509403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2006/03/rebels-amass.html' title='Rebels amass.'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-114130040372569442</id><published>2006-03-02T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:40:20.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-The Zeke, one of the newest inventions of the century.With twin nuclear based boosters and a self re-generating energy system, it was one of the strongest frames and ranked 4th on the danger list of the Earth Allience, the other three being, 1: A nuclear barrage, 2:The Testement turning against them and 3:The rebel attacks.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry walked along the corridors, remiscing the battle between the Testament and the Zeke. He had allowed himself to run out of ammo, and unforgivable mistake, one that he would never allow himself to make again."Heh," Terry thought." He was pretty good, yet....I could sense it. It was as if he was holding back, like theres was some exterior contol...like he was'nt having fu-"He was rudly interrupted by the loud speakers all over the base." All pilots including that of the Testament, gather in the board room now! emergancy level 4!"The anxious voice said."Heh...What could be going on now...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sir! We've found it, the designs for th-"An SPDA privet announced."Good, get to work on it at once, we have no time to waste! Before those who attacked us co-" The general was cut off, the transmission signal of the moon base.....was gone."Heh, incompetent fools, if it was'nt for those plans I would've finished them ALL off back on mars. Payback time brother. This time, i will NOT fail!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And so, we have devised a plan to infiltrate the enemy rebel base in the Korhal sector and steal any possible plans of a major attack or strike. Understood?!" Uriel announced to the pilots standing before him, those who survived the attack of the Zeke anyway..."YES SIR!" They replied....little did they expect what was about to happen......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPD.This was the name of the very group that assisted in the strike against the shevians so many years ago. It was also the first group to use self-regenerating energy in frames, it was the maker of the Zeke.The very 1 that attacked Terry and the Earth Allience base mere hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shevians.This race of creatures had the freakish ability to inhabit a host body and control it, it also had the ability to pilot what was considered a frame 20 years ago.Shevians are the most unique race known to man.The size of a wolf, they were also the ones who made the first un-natural warp node. Thus allowing the jump node located in Delta Serpentis to stabilise. Now, 20 years after the the shevian invasion called the Great war. Little did anyone expect one regenade Shevian to have survived....and inhabited inside the body of General Luzeal Azna. Commander of the IPD........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unstable peace treaties between the three powers shall once again be tested.But what had happened to the other frame....The twin of the Testament....the Iblis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-114130040372569442?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/114130040372569442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=114130040372569442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/114130040372569442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/114130040372569442'/><link 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not limited to the rebels.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Testament fell back 20 feet."Whoa, so you're rather good."Terry said."Of course i am, what did you think?An amature piloting such a strong frame?"The pilot of the zeke replied."Whats you're name?"Terry asked."The name's Jelo.Why do you ask."Jelo replied."Cause, well.Don't ask, you'll know soon enough.Anyway.Testament!Ray-destroyer!"&lt;br /&gt;The Testament raised its  Dylan-yamato canon and fired a shot of destructive energy."Heh,shield on!".&lt;br /&gt;The zeke managed to activate its shield just in time and the blast was deflected.Yet, there seemed to be a crack in the shield."Heh, just what i wanted you to do."Terry said somewhat sinisterly."Testament!Shock-high-low!"&lt;br /&gt;The Testament raised its left hand.Two sound waves emitted from its palm and the zeke's shield was sliced in half."Heh,good job man."Terry said."Its not over yet!"Jelo exclaimed."Zeke!Core overload, break of exterior shell!"&lt;br /&gt;The zeke's outer frame broke off.Revealing a smaller, more agile frame."The battle has only just began."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meanwhile,in an SPDA base in high orbit around mars,another battle was occuring."Sir, the enemies have pushed into our inner defences!We won't hold them f-AHHHHH"The screen went blank.'Damnit!All forces retreat.We'll fall back to our moon base!Retreat immediately!"&lt;br /&gt;"Heh, our mission here is complete,they're retreating.All forces, advance and look for what we are here for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Testament raised its beam blade."Heh,we're both outta ammo,I never imagined it would come to this.Haha, i underestimated you."Terry said,a hint of excitment in his voice."Haha, yes.We seem equal in skill don't we.But we are not.Not yet.What say we  end this?"Jelo replied."We shall."&lt;br /&gt;"Zeke,activate over-drive 50% and transfer back-up engine power to this attack!Electro-Flash!"&lt;br /&gt;"Testament,activate over-drive 20%!Soul shooter!"&lt;br /&gt;The Testament and Zeke both raised their blades and boosted-full speed-at each other,both landing 50 feet apart.&lt;br /&gt;"Heh, so you win.Zeke!Activate main engines.We're outta here!"Jelo said.&lt;br /&gt;"Go train man, I'll be waiting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-113383343425944862?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/113383343425944862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=113383343425944862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the millitry.Yet even these armies were slowly beaten by the never-ending onslaught of the rebel armies.They fought bravly yet not enough.Rebels were dedicated....The darkness strikes.....-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Owww YEA!I win."Exclaimed Terry, sitting in the cock-pit of the Testament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sir!The battle is over, our scouts are making contact now!"A voice reported."Acknowledged."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pilot of the Testament.We are part of the Alpha squadron.We were sent here to form an allience with you."A voice said, coming out of one of the two Red-Kites approaching the Testament."Huh?Allience?With whom and against what?"Terry replied, somewhat surprised at how the Red-Kites had appeared outta no where."The armies of Alpha,Omega,Epsilon,Kappa and Delta are under attack by rebel armies.The five armies have formed an allience and the board of generals has sent us here to bring you to them."Terry stared."....Ok....Very well, I'll go with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry found himself Boosting across the desert and saw a base in the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"General Uriel, the pilot of the Testament is standing outside!"A privet rushed into the board room and announced."Send him in."The commander replied.Terry walked into the room and stared.Sitting around the oval shaped table were Generals and Commanders, all from the five armies."Welcome Mr..."One of them started."Oh erm, call me Terry."Terry hastily replied."Ok Mr Terry.You have been chosen to pilot the Testament, not by us, but by the Frame itself.And now that you are its pilot,it will be your responsibility to assist us in this war.All we are asking is simple.Help us defeat the rebels and we won't disturb you further."Terry considerd."Hmm....why do i get the feeling i know this from somewhere....eh...Kappa?Aplha,Omega?Epsilon??Delta!??...Earth Allience!...but that means that the SPDA and the IPD are here as well...Heh, i have no intrest in this but i doubt they will let me go so easily...Very well."Terry thought."Alright, on one condition."He said."What is it?"The General replied."Heh,After they are gone.You don't bother me EVER again."Terry said with a smirk."Very well..."The General said rather sadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sir!Resources say project zeke has been completed!"The privet rushed in agaibn."WHAT!?Mobilise all forces and prepare for battle!"The General Uriel said angrily."Whoa, a whole army against one Frame..."Terry thought.He got in the Testament and rushed to see the battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An Army of Red-kites,Zieds and Gigases rushed towards the lone Frame.The lone black Frame.Yet, they were all ripped apart.A single blast from the Frame's canon took down many of the Red-kites and other robots.It was a force to be reckoned with.As half the army fell outta the sky,The black Frame,aka project zeke,noticed the Testament.He smirked, then fired a blast at the white Frame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry barely had time to activate the Testament's shields as the blast hit him."Heh, so you're fast as well."He said."Of course i am,dare to fight me?"The pilot of zeke replied."Heh.Challenge accepted!."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-113360150956756441</id><published>2005-12-03T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T05:53:02.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone's game.</title><content type='html'>-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time warps have ceased.No others will come.The darkness and light will corrupt.chaos will form.The chosen one's job had to be completed, or it would be the end.".....I summon thee, thy knowledge of the fight...."-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Zied fired another round of 3 salvos.And once again they were blocked."What the!?"The pilot of the Zied exclaimed."Like i have told you.Missle spamming will NOT get you anywhere around me!"Terry replied, sounding rather angry."Eat this you noob!"The Testament raised its Kornex-27-Beam firing blade and fired a blast of swirling energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sir!Our scouts have traced the Testament.It seems to be engaged in battle with a Zied.Do we help?"A hurried voice came outta the screen."No,if that pilot is really the chosen one, we will not need to intervene."The captain replied."Yes sir!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Argh....."mummured the pilot of the zied."What?You down that easily?"Terry replied."Grrr....don't think you've won!Zied!Activate over-drive, full power!Golden Thunder Empalement!"The Zied began to glow red.Then, it drew its Genarx-mark2 Beam blade and stabbed it into the ground.Spikes of swirling energy began to shoot up from the ground,like a pile of needles pushed through a cusion."Haha, is that all you have?Heh,Testament!Shield on and activate over-drive 10%!Nixter Sword!"The Testament Drew its kornex-27 Blade once again and whirled it around.A circle of energy began to form in the center of the whirling and when the attack was ready."Fire!"The blast of energy flew towards the Zied.Blowing it up into a million pieces.Never to be seen again......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-113360150956756441?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/113360150956756441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=113360150956756441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/113360150956756441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/113360150956756441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/anyones-game.html' title='Anyone&apos;s game.'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-113344624681146315</id><published>2005-12-01T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T06:49:55.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What once was.</title><content type='html'>-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The warp had opened, its job was done.No others would travel.No other warp would exist.Not until the rivers of time flowed once again.Until the chosen one's job was done....."By the light of the day and the dark of the night....."-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sir!Its amazing!The Testament is moving!"A hurried voice came out of the screen."What!?....So...He is here....At last.....Very well,order the troops to ready the launch pad.This is a bit hurried but can be done!"The commander replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"BOOM!BOOM!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry had to constantly jump outta the way as the blue robot brought its hands down upon him,barely missing each time."Haha, i have'nt drawn my missle launcher and you're on you're toes jumping, hahahaha!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pilot of the robot said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dang it.I know that thing"Thought Terry, surprising himself."Thats a zied...from the game ATC-Raycrash....But what is that thing doing here.And what is this place?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sir, the Testament is boosting north!It seems to be heading for the oasis kingdom some 200 miles from here!"Came the hurried voice once again."Acknowledged privet.That WAS where the last portal sightings were anyway.Send scouts to follow it, and make sure they don't lose it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hahaha, this is kinda fu- Whats that!?"The pilot of the zied said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boosting with twin Genox mark-2 boosters and a Flux-52 engine.The Testament rammed into the zied and sent it flying some 500 feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Haha, so the Testament awakes....Very well,get in your frame pilot!"Terry looked surprised."Fra...Frame?Heh.....Don't regret that order....Even though i know you will..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With a snigger, Terry boarded the Testament and familierised himself with the controls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Me?!Regret!?Haha, you're the one thats gonna regret u punk!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The zied drew its missle launcher and fired three salvos at the Testament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Boom,bam,bash!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A cloud of smoke was thrown into the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the smoke cleared the pilot of the zied was surprised.The Testament stood there, unharmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Heh, if you think missle spamming is gonna get u anywhere, you're wrong!"Terry said with a broad grin on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-113344624681146315?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/113344624681146315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=113344624681146315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/113344624681146315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/113344624681146315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-once-was.html' title='What once was.'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19451867.post-113336105838938315</id><published>2005-11-30T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T06:34:09.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning</title><content type='html'>-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The passage of time was waning, all that once was had all been erased.With the armies of Alpha and Omega strained by the rebel attacks, a saviour with utmost skill was needed. But this person did not exist,not in that time anyway.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry had been taking an evening stroll around the park.He had gotten his new handphone and had spent the greater part of the day fiddling with it.Now he was tired and thus took the stroll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sitting down on one of the park benches, he felt the hair on his neck rise.Someone was watching him, he could sense it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turning around, Terry saw a twist of colours, a hole it seemed, it was calling out to him in the most beautiful voice.He could'nt resist the temptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry stood up and walked towards the hole.....the warp in time.....the very last one that would be avalable....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sir!The battle against the Ravana has worsened.Kappa and Epsilon wing have suffered heavy losses!"A voice came out of The screen."Curse those rebel fools!They must have known.....Damn it.Whats the report on the Testament?"A cold and slick, yet angry voice replied."Its nearly finished sir, but it still wont move."The voice came again."Hmm....then all our hope rest on the phrophcy....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terry stood up on the hot desert sand."Where the hell am i?God this place looks familier....."Terry surveyed his surroundings."Hahaha....who knew the portal had a mind of its own."Came a cold sinister voice."who are you?Don't hide in the darkness if you really want to talk!"Terry gave a fast reply."Heh....you are here because the portal took you here.No other reason.Now, i must test you."The cold voice came again."wha?-"Terry hardly had time to jump outta the way as a big blue robot, standing 17.5 meters tall, rose out of the sand.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"God, whats going on..."Terry thought to himself as the robot brought a hand smashing down near him, barely missing.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19451867-113336105838938315?l=-the-beginning-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/feeds/113336105838938315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19451867&amp;postID=113336105838938315' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/113336105838938315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19451867/posts/default/113336105838938315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-the-beginning-.blogspot.com/2005/11/beginning.html' title='The beginning'/><author><name>Flame-Zero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742348355885928750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
